Spider webs and radio songs
cluttering the social places
Cold winds and icy trees
warming a frozen heart
Empty poems and sophomore love
calling us out to pasture
Cozy rooms and forgotten peace
reminding of false positives
Rotting fruit and roasted lamb
pleasing beyond comprehension
Slow moving water and flattering shades
telling stories unheard for sometime
Broken promises and sweet words
leave orchards waiting to bloom
Yellowed skins and watered eyes
make yearning too delicious
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I'm a lost soul in search of redemption. As a global local talent you can trust, I have found my way to Shanghai as this city emerges as a centre in the evolution of modern society. Let's share the naked truth of our lies.
